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Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England.
Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it!
I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing.
On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell!
Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

7 thoughts on “Quarry Bank Mill”

Oooh – my Civil War veterans grow restless. In the 1850s and 1860s England was almost as divided as we were here–although there it was a matter for heated debate and here it was a matter of blood and bondage and fratricide. It will be most interesting to visit Quarry Bank Mill with you. I love that first picture, too. It’s an elegant solution to your photographic problem and an evocative image as well.

How interesting and informative! That is one huge complex, and to think how many people must have worked there is mind boggling. Wonderful that it’s a National Trust property and I will have to put it on my list of places to tour. Looking forward to hear about your visit.

Lovely pictures. I always think of the many people who would have worked there, particularly the children who today are kept in school for an awful lot longer these days. I’ve read some real horror stories about how dangerous these mills were, and the maiming of the workers on a regular basis. There weren’t any no-win no-fee lawyers in those days!

I used to go there as a child, on school trips and family visits and such like. I remember being told all about the mill working children and what their lives would be like and it sounded horrible! I also remember going on a tour in the dormitory building where they would have lived and seeing the doctors room where they showed us a pot of leeches…..strange childhood memories….

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Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in a rural area of Derbyshire, England……

Here I write about this, that and the other; posts are about whatever catches my eye, or captures my imagination: my take on the world usually comes from a rural perspective, but I make no promises…….

I have a bit of a ‘magpie’ mind, it is eclectic and has a preference for collecting bright shiny things. Comments are very welcome.

The cast… Mr Uphilldowndale (Mr Uhdd), and our sons, Tom aged 22 and Joe 20 . In addition there’s Jammy and Dodger the cats a small flock of maverick chickens and last but not least a bouncy dog named Spud, who has many adventures
I love the landscape here and the wildlife, I have a special interest in lumps of rock, as you will see if you stay around for a while…….
Welcome to this blog, I hope you find something of interest, and if you do, please call again; next time you are passing.
Heather Uphilldowndale